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Lyrics

Murder Of Crows

Burnin’ the candle at both ends
Preachin’ our gospel sellin’ our sins
Thunder and lightenin’ fire and rain
Cut through the air like a rumblin’ train

As the wind takes flight like a murder
A murder of crows

We hit the ground and we’re runnin’ fast
Kickin’ up dust and layin’ down tracks
Rollin’ the dice and ringin’ the bell
God only knows what time will tell

As the wind takes flight like a murder
A murder of crows

Damn the weatherman for bringin’ the heat
To hell with the steam risin’ off the street
Only four choices left to sell
Death, tequila, rock ‘n roll or jail

As the wind takes flight like a murder
A murder of crows
A murder of crows
A murder of crows
A murder of crows


Words & Music: Steven Wells
Drunk Mosquitoes BMI © 2005
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Steven Wells: Lead & Harmony Vocals, Rhythm Guitars
Jesse James Burnitt: Lead & Rhythm Guitars, Harmony Vocals
Stephan Allen: Bass, harmony vocals
Ryan Petersen: Drums